Jeff drew his former father into him, curling one massive arm around Dave's slim waist and cradling the back of his head. Dave had to come up on his tip-toes to hold the kiss, Jeff was not going to lean over. Jeff's dick twitched with the realization that, without making any mental modifications to prompt it, Dave was more than happy taking the submissive role in this new arrangement.
"You comin' to the bedroom or do I need to take you prisoner?" Jeff grinned down at the blonde stud.
"If you can promise me a hot fuck, I'd follow you straight into hell" Dave panted, his breath sucked away by the intense make-out session.
Jeff slid his hand into the back of Dave's posers, guiding him into the bedroom. He pressed Dave up to the edge of the bed, and caught him around the waist just as his father was about to lose his balance and tumble onto the bed. For a moment he stared into Dave's eyes, his arms bulging supporting the weight of his body-builder lover. Kissing him roughly he gave a gentle push and Dave bounced onto the bed with a grunt. In another moment Jeff had ripped off the posers.
Staring down at the man who was so similar to him, with remnants of his father's looks in his face, Jeff reflected on his situation. The man writhing in heat on the bed was so eager to have Jeff dominate him, to have Jeff's superior virility and bigger cock command his attention, Jeff realized how addictive this dominance high could become. He tore off his own posers revealing his cock to the moaning satisfaction of his father. And as he crushed the man beneath him on the bad in a ravenous tangle of limbs and passionate kissing, his hand reached for the computer keyboard next to the bed.